Whenever I hear the word precious, I always think of Gollum, so I had to go a slightly different direction. A little bit of Sci-Fi, maybe? “We only require precious metals, nothing more,” assured the Homdu Prime Amassador. We didn’t understand how bad the translation was until the harvesting started. Illustrations to come later….
Day 8 of Inktober is Star. Let’s add a little mystery to our writing: The astronomer sat open mouthed when he realized the north star was simply…gone.
Inktober Day 7 is exhausted, but I didn’t want to direct low energy writing so turned it around a bit. After a week with the twins, I expected to be completely exhausted. What actually happened was so strange, though. I’ll post any illustrations I get later. Have fun!
Inkober’s Day 6 word is drooling. So have a writing prompt worthy of the day. I’ve never see such a drooling mess until I watched my cousin’s St. Bernard last weekend. I’ll post illustrations when I get them.
Inktober Day 5 I had a hard time creating a prompt for today until I remembered something a young soldier once told me when he was admitted to sick call. A long night in the ER started with, “the chicken was pink in the middle, but we ate it anyway.” Feel free to submit anything...
Today’s word is Spell. I’ve come up with an interesting writing prompt: I’ll always remember her last words, “Come sit with me a spell, child. There’s things you need to know.” And the next illustration by Ruby Drake – are we under her spell, or she under ours?